The Task: A Poem. In Six Books. To which is Added, Tirocinium: Or, A Review of SchoolsThomas Dobson, bookseller, in Second-Street, second door above Chesnut-Street, 1787 - 186 стор. |
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... praise . Now mark a spot or two That so much beauty would do well to purge ; And show this queen of cities , that so fair May yet be foul , fo witty , yet not wife . It is not feemly , nor of good report That fhe is flack in difcipline ...
... praise . Now mark a spot or two That so much beauty would do well to purge ; And show this queen of cities , that so fair May yet be foul , fo witty , yet not wife . It is not feemly , nor of good report That fhe is flack in difcipline ...
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... praise and boast enough In ev'ry clime , and travel where we might , .. That we were born her children . Praise enough To fill th ' ambition of a private man , That Chatham's language was his mother tongue , And Wolfe's great name ...
... praise and boast enough In ev'ry clime , and travel where we might , .. That we were born her children . Praise enough To fill th ' ambition of a private man , That Chatham's language was his mother tongue , And Wolfe's great name ...
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... praise ye feek , And show the shame ye might conceal at home , In foreign eyes ! -be grooms , and win the plate , Where once your nobler fathers won a crown ! ' Tis gen'rous to communicate your skill To thofe that need it . Folly is ...
... praise ye feek , And show the shame ye might conceal at home , In foreign eyes ! -be grooms , and win the plate , Where once your nobler fathers won a crown ! ' Tis gen'rous to communicate your skill To thofe that need it . Folly is ...
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... praise who do no more . Yet what can fatire , whether grave or gay ? It may correct a foible , may chastise The freaks of fashion , regulate the drefs , Retrench a fword - blade , or difplace a patch ; But where are its fublimer ...
... praise who do no more . Yet what can fatire , whether grave or gay ? It may correct a foible , may chastise The freaks of fashion , regulate the drefs , Retrench a fword - blade , or difplace a patch ; But where are its fublimer ...
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... praise , and forfeits not her own .. Learning has borne such fruit in other days On all her branches . Piety has found Friends in the friends of fcience , and true pray'r K 2 . Has Has flow'd from lips wet with Caftalian dews . Such THE ...
... praise , and forfeits not her own .. Learning has borne such fruit in other days On all her branches . Piety has found Friends in the friends of fcience , and true pray'r K 2 . Has Has flow'd from lips wet with Caftalian dews . Such THE ...
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Сторінка 30 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Сторінка 144 - He is the freeman whom the truth makes free, And all are slaves beside. There's not a chain That hellish foes, confederate for his harm, Can wind around him, but he casts it off With as much ease as Samson his green withes.
Сторінка 178 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry, " Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain for us ! " The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy, Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous hosanna round.
Сторінка 30 - Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one. Thus man devotes his brother, and destroys...
Сторінка 171 - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Сторінка 178 - To stroke his azure neck, or to receive The lambent homage of his arrowy tongue. All creatures worship man, and all mankind One Lord, one Father.
Сторінка 179 - All kingdoms and all princes of the earth Flock to that light ; the glory of all lands Flows into her ; unbounded is her joy, . And endless her increase. Thy rams are there, *Nebaioth, and the flocks of Kedar there ; The looms of Ormus, and the mines of Ind, And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there.
Сторінка 43 - Would I describe a preacher, such as Paul, Were he on earth, would hear, approve, and own — Paul should himself direct me. I would trace His master-strokes, and draw from his design.
Сторінка 27 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threatened in the fields and groves...
Сторінка 29 - Of brotherhood is sever'd as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire. He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not colour'd like his own...